Elisabeth blushes at his comment about being skinny and shrugs it off with a small laugh. "Well, I've been busy lately," she says defensively, not wanting to admit that he might have a point. As he continues to rub her back, she lets out a contented sigh, enjoying the closeness between them.

"I think our chances are pretty good," she says with newfound confidence, "as long as we work together. We make quite a team when we want to be."

Elisabeth's cheeks flush redder as she feels his hands on her bottom, but she doesn't pull away. Instead, she lets out a playful growl and swats him lightly on the arm. "You're terrible," she says with a laugh before adding more seriously, "but I think we could do great things together if we really tried."

There was an undeniable chemistry between them, even when they were bickering or teasing each other. It was part of what made their relationship so unique and special.

Elisabeth nods in understanding. "I get that," she says softly. "But you also have to consider the possibility that finding love might not hold you back; it might actually help you reach your dreams." She pauses, gathering her thoughts before continuing. "You don't have to rush into anything, of course. But maybe... starting small wouldn't hurt. You could meet someone new, see where things go without letting it interfere with what you want for yourself."

As they begin their second round of rock-paper-scissors, Elisabeth can't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. She may not have won the game, but she helped her brother open up and see things differently. Who knows where that might lead? For now, she focuses on the contest at hand, determined to give it her all.

She studies Timeaus carefully as he makes his move, watching for any tells or signs of what's to come. When the hands finally fly into the air, she curses under her breath;

She's never felt so exposed before, but there's something thrilling about being so close to her brother like this. As she continues to explore his body with gentle kisses and soft touches, a part of her wonders why they've always kept their relationship so distant. Perhaps if they had been closer, perhaps if they had shown each other more affection...

Without even realizing it, she begins unbuttoning his pants, revealing the hard length hidden beneath.

Her heart races as she meets his gaze, her cheeks flushed with desire. "I... I think so," she whispers shakily. "I just want to feel closer to you." Her hands tremble slightly as she reaches for him, guiding his length free from his pants. The heat and size of it fill her senses, making it hard to breathe.

With unsteady fingers, she wraps her hand around him, feeling the warmth and strength beneath her touch. "Is this okay?"

Elisabeth laughs shakily, the sound more relieved than amused. "You're right," she says, her voice steadying as she regains a bit of her composure. "We shouldn't... not here." She pulls away from him, taking several deep breaths to calm her racing heart and slow down her pounding pulse.

As she turns back around to face the stove, she mumbles, "Let's just finish making breakfast," hoping the distraction will help both of them forget about what could have been.

Elisabeth smiles weakly at him over her shoulder before turning back to the stove. Her cheeks flush as she feels his hands on her hips, but she forces herself not to dwell on it too much. Focusing on the food in front of her helps ground her; reminds her that they're siblings and nothing more.

As she begins to stir the batter for the pancakes, she tries to ignore the quiet ache between her legs and the memory of his touch.

With a small moan, she undoes his belt and slides her hands beneath his shirt, feeling the warmth of his skin against her fingertips. She pulls back slightly to look at him, their eyes locked in an intense gaze as she slowly begins to unbutton his pants.

"Dodok," she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. "I've never done this before... With anyone."

She gasps as his fingers touch the bare skin of her thigh. Her heart races with anticipation as he continues to lower her underwear, revealing her wetness to him. "It feels... incredible," she whispers, arching her back slightly as he slips a finger inside her.

"Dodok..." She trails off, lost in the sensation of his touch. With trembling fingers, she undoes the rest of his clothes, revealing his hardness to her touch.

Elisabeth laughs softly, her fingers still tracing lazy circles around his tip. "I suppose you're right," she says with a small sigh of relief. "But just this once..." Her voice trails off as she leans in closer, her lips brushing against his ear. "We could pretend it doesn't make us any less close as siblings." She pauses for a moment, gathering courage before continuing, "After all, we both know there's nothing more special than sharing something so intimate with someone you trust..."

As they explore this newfound intimacy together, Elisabeth finds herself lost in the moment. She hadn't expected to feel so comfortable with Dodok in this way, but there's something undeniably special about sharing such an experience with her brother. Her breath comes faster as he touches her, their bodies moving in perfect sync despite their differences in size and shape.

With a quiet moan, she arches her back, pressing herself closer against him. "Dodok..." she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. "